Love, Transformed
This was written for Read Write Prompt # 76: Changes.
I decided to revisit the bop for this poem. I started out with the basic form, but found my poem a bit overflowing. Instead of trying to constrain it, I let it go. I kept the basic form (situation or problem/refrain/expanding on situation or problem/refrain/resolution/refrain) but I didn’t limit myself to three stanzas or the line count which is typical of a bop.
I borrowed my refrain from the song Crush by The Smashing Pumpkins. The original line was “Love comes in colors I can’t deny”. This was stuck in my head over the long holiday weekend, so I decided to use it.
Enjoy.
-Nicole
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first, your color was green:
trees, flags, and your heart shared the color of
the rebirth of life and atoms and
photosynthesis was your queen, resting royally
in your ribcage, exploding roses and violets –
the fodder of schoolgirl crushes and bad poetry
love comes in colors
that you can’t deny
then somewhere along the way
you became black
because hearts cracked bleed black
once their scarlet wells run dry
they never mend on their own
so you set the clock to wind slow
threaded needles and stitched together
your two halves to let them grow,
meld, and become one again
love comes in colors
that you can’t deny
now, you’re wrapped again
in the arms of love
so revel in the rain
of this new moment of bliss
and realize that you needed
nothing more than this:
an eternal perfect moment, crystalline and blue
generated from this new equation of hearts -
one plus one equals much more than two
this is an exponential explosion
and you left the evidence all over the universe
everything looks electric and brand new:
stars have discarded their old clothes
for large, blue white coronas
that shine in your beloved’s eyes
the sky has wiped her skin clean of clouds
to show you her naked translucent blackness
and even rainbows are supercharged
with a bright backbeat of incandescent joy
broadcasting through their stained glass smiles
and you marvel at this metamorphosis
but behind the backbeat of colors brand new
an unending truth once again shines through:
love comes in colors
that you can’t deny
Written 5/24/09 and 5/28/09
© 2009 Nicole Nicholson except for the refrain, which is borrowed from The Smashing Pumpkins song, “Crush”, which appears on their album Gish (© 1991 The Smashing Pumpkins and Virgin Records). All Rights Reserved on original material by N. Nicholson.
~ by ravenswingpoetry on Thursday, May 28, 2009.
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Excellent poetry came from that one line, Raven. You did well. Isn’t that the way poetry begins though with a word or phrase you just can’t let go until it’s on the page? Wonderful writing. Have a great day.
This is so beautiful. I’ve reread it a few times, noticing something new to love each time. Well done!
You’ve really captured how our “rational” senses change when emotionally charged.
Here to there and back again, the emotional rollercoaster of love.
I like this.
I have found that sometimes lyrics will inspire me. Usually they tend to get me thinking about a subject in a different light or pattern.
Intriguing interweaving of color and emotion. A mood poem!
Rich with scintillating changes
hmmmmm so nice…and yes..have to read it more than once…and it changes somewhat each time.
This is very nice. The flow of poem and colours.